Country Figs
A shadow is cast in my footsteps
I think about doing what's right
'Cause in my mind I'm out of sight
But a man like me can't see you
Can't hold you for the night
'Cause I haven't been keeping my body tight
It's a long way to come out swinging
Yeah, I wager, I won't think twice
I roll the dice, honey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's right
The worst part about being homeless
Is waking up from a dirty wet dream
With a lap full of cum and a head full of steam
And I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
And I hear truck driver's singing
As they speed to a red light
No brake marks mean suicide, honey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ey
Got a cap full of temporary hair
I got a chest with a vacant heart
Got a skin full of piss and one must die
And the memory of my woman
Passing by to call my name
Don't test me, girl, I've got torso pain, ooh
I might just drive a car, best on the lot
I speed home baby, show you what I've got
And if you won't say yes, I'll fall 'til gaining
Ride into the side of the Best and Less
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
And I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I think about doing what's right
'Cause in my mind I'm out of sight
But a man like me can't see you
Can't hold you for the night
'Cause I haven't been keeping my body tight
It's a long way to come out swinging
Yeah, I wager, I won't think twice
I roll the dice, honey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
That's right
The worst part about being homeless
Is waking up from a dirty wet dream
With a lap full of cum and a head full of steam
And I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
And I hear truck driver's singing
As they speed to a red light
No brake marks mean suicide, honey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ey
Got a cap full of temporary hair
I got a chest with a vacant heart
Got a skin full of piss and one must die
And the memory of my woman
Passing by to call my name
Don't test me, girl, I've got torso pain, ooh
I might just drive a car, best on the lot
I speed home baby, show you what I've got
And if you won't say yes, I'll fall 'til gaining
Ride into the side of the Best and Less
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
And I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
I'm stuck here in a city
Where the people all speak like pigs
Don't need their penny my country figs
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Cameron, Ivan Vizintin, Pavle Vizintin, Roy Molloy
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